So it seems like when I actually have some time to write in my blog, I really have nothing to write about. I mean, I already talked about the cricket infestation and I think I shared that Jack is pointing at everything now, so what else is there??
Today I went in to work. Jack didn't cry the whole time I was gone (except for when Charles dressed him) and when I got home, he didn't even act excited to see me or act like he was starving like he normally does. Nope. I used to think, "when will I ever be able to go anywhere for longer than a few hours without him crying?" and now that he does, I am kinda sad.
I mean really, I am happy that my little boy is doing so well and that when I call Charles I don't hear his sad little cries in the background. I am happy for selfish reasons (I don't have to worry that he is upset or hungry the entire time I am away from him!). I am happy that he is reaching this new milestone, where he can eat big boy foods and drink a little juice/water mix while I am gone.
But in my heart...I am also a little sad. Sad that he is growing so incredibly quickly and that he already needs me less. Sad that my little baby is turning into a little boy and is no longer content to spend his days cuddled up on my chest. Sad that these precious moments, seconds really, of his life are blowing by so fast I wonder sometimes if I will even be able to remember them.
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